#Lynn Breedlove

[cellulardreams]

tribe8 by Constintina Trainwreck Via Flickr: @ The Knitting Factory 1997(?)

[bog-dwelling-butch]

The more I see lesbians who are anywhere under the trans umbrella the happier I am.

Since reading Stone Butch Blues at the start of this year,

Since following a bunch of they/them, he/him, she/they/he, nonbinary, trans, butch lesbians on here,

And watching a few interviews by Lynn Breedlove of Tribe 8,

I just feel like home, people like me exist, and people like me have existed for a while! I don't have to debate my identity with anyone, I just *am* some queer, gender-weird butch dyke 🌈

And if you don't like it: goodbye, don't bother me.

[marz-mania]

"I'm a feminist and I'm a dyke and I fucking hate men and I'm a man. I identify as a dyke and as a guy. People are pissed off about that because they want you to pick a side. Really, my choice isn't about you. I don't tell you to lop your tits off, and you don't get to tell me that I can't be a dyke and a guy."

- Lynn Breedlove, lead singer of Tribe 8 and The Homobiles

[pg13judaskiss]

I don't care if we never fuck again. I just want to watch her ascent and disintegration, because anything burning that bright one day must consume itself and float away, an ash, and no one has the power to stop it. It's flirting with disaster to love someone that much, someone who's always on the brink of going away. I know she doesn't need saving, but I dream of saving her, of rolling a rock up the mountain and being flattened by it as it rolls back over me all the way to the bottom again. And then I push it right back to the top, because if it takes this much sweat it must be worth it.

Obsessed with angels, she's divinely twisted. She builds neon-winged sculptures, and in black ink she scratches out demonic, sunken-eyed, jowly, pear-shaped angels that she thinks look like her, with bat-wing claws. She doesn't see what we see when she looks at herself.

godspeed, by lynn breedlove (2002)

[ghostlyerlkonig]

In these trying times of getting a weird handful of terfs in my askbox about my gender suddenly, I think of this.

[girlteuthis]

[theatreofthelivingmind]

Thing is, just this week, I came across queer core. I was doing some research and it turns out I was at a spoken word event for a queercore singer, Lynn Breedlove.

Sigh, I wish I had found queercore sooner. But it's never to late to try? Would love a queer core band where I could do music and performance.

"scenecore" "emocore" "gothcore" God please stop we don't need a core after everything..... scene, emo, and goth are already subcultures with their own fashion/aesthetics PLEASE

[goodluckclove]

man it's crazy how many lesbian musicians and writers i was super into ended up coming out as some variety of trans. mal blum. lynn breedlove from tribe 8, apparently. eileen myles. i remember feeling an odd unease at noticing this pattern. i thought to myself why do all the lesbian artists i really relate to end up being trans?

oh man, crazy. why would that possibly be the case?

[mxbitters]

“YEAH MY HAIR’S PINK!!!!!! I’M THE MISSING LINK!!!!!! YOU DON’T HAVE A MISSING LINK BATHROOM!!!!!!!”

[cellulardreams]

Tribe 8 '02 by Daniela Capistrano

[ghostlyerlkonig]

Dude WHAT—

Imagine being so up your own ass that you forget/ignore that sex between two men has been so demonized through the world at large by this point in time that whole governments tried to use it as evidence for why they were deserving of being killed slowly by malpractice and frankly that is STILL happening. please see the reaction to monkey pox literally not that long ago for a recent example. See what Christianity has done to a large chunk of the world for another. You know. All those videos of church leaders demonizing sex between gay men. Gay men have historically been killed because straight men "panicked". Gay men are still under straight men in a patriarchy??? They are seen as lesser men???? Often not even as men historically???????

As a big fat lesbian butch dyke, this is petty and needlessly cruel as a reaction to someone being honest and raw about the issues faced by part of our community. Work through your own issues on your own time and stop being a wad to the people you should be in company with, who do show their support when they're not being treated like dog shit.

Everything that c_p_d is saying is shit I have also experienced as a lesbian with no genital preference and no lean toward femme being the only attraction I experience. I fuck with beards and dicks. A lot of lesbians do, actually. And most of us know it's not random TRANS MEN who are the reason that medical sciences have failed women. Because guess what? THE SAME FUCKING MEDICAL SCIENCES FAIL THEM TOO.

In short, Grow Up lmao. Putting down one issue in favor of thrusting another through it is not actually going to help anyone. It's just going to make people hate you and not want to speak with you on issues. You sound exactly like the people c_p_d is describing and exactly like the people who tell me i cant be a lesbian because I don't worship a clean-shaven vag as the superior genital.

But as someone also with a cunt and also on t who has some SHITASS experiences in regard to my cunt and connected organs and doctors and life growing up mormon, expected to be part of a breeding pair from conception because a pedophile saw an angel like 200 years ago, what the fuck are you on. Especially saying that shit to a trans man. If you knew he was trans, why the fuck say that shit. You're covering your ass like a mime would. It's still fucking out.

I have feelings about this:

Whenever I'm hanging out in a group of other queer folk (Usually lesbians and non-binary folks. Specifically queer people who are not men and are not attracted to men) they get upset, mad, or make fun of me whenever I mention that I'm attracted to men and it's starting to seriously hurt. Say we're watching a movie for example and I say that a male character is hot or attractive or whatever. They'll usually say something like "ewwwww no he's not he's gross" or "Tony we get it you like men ok?" After they just spent most of the movie talking about the attractive women in the movie. They get so uncomfortable when I talk about my queer attraction to men and it bugs me.

Unfortunately it gets worse, when I was talking to a friend who's a trans woman she said that she thought dicks were gross and I asked why, and she went on a whole rant about it. Then afterwards (granted this was a little petty) I said that I didn't like boobs and I thought they were weird. She got extremely offended and said that I was just flat out wrong.

I feel so isolated in my identity as a gay man at least in person and I don't know what to really do about it. I love my friends but it hurts when they do things like that

[mesothrax]

punk rule

(people/bands from left to right in no particular order)

Laura Jane Grace, Lucian Kahn, Joey Steel (I think), Tom Gilbert, G.L.O.S.S., Emma Grrrl, Sydney Dolezal, Elijah (Human Kitten), Donnie Walsh, Lynn Breedlove, Zac Xeper, Size of Sadness guitar player (if you know their name please let me know), and Alexia Roditis (ty @ha--eul for the correction)

[punkunited]

I have been asked for more Queer punk bands. So gladly I present a band called TRIBE 8 All-women outspoken lesbian punk band from San Francisco, California, USA active in 1991–2005. Considered one of the first queercore groups, their songs often deal with subjects such as S/M, nudity, fellatio, and transgender issues, and the band was the subject of controversy because of this.

Leslie Mah - Guitar

Lynn Breedlove - Lead Singer

Jen Rampage - Drummer

Mama T - Bass

[splattergutz]

happy pride month, i’m currently thinking about this quote by lynn breedlove from the band tribe8 because it is the realest shit anybody has ever said

[razorsadness]

Jason McBride, from Eat Your Mind: The Radical Life and Work of Kathy Acker (Simon & Schuster, 2022)

It also helped that most of her students were big fans of hers when they arrived, and even bigger fans by the time they left. Her classes, usually three hours long and between fifteen and twenty students, were always oversubscribed. After her first year there, students were required to submit three writing samples to be considered for admission. She understandably gravitated toward students whose writing felt fresh and unusual, who had an interest in postmodernism or experimentation, as well as those who’d had tough lives, who seemed damaged. “Half of them come out of serious child abuse, sexual and other,” she told a friend. She doted on the students with tattooed skulls, the trans men, the ones who’d worked in porn. But you didn’t even have to be enrolled at SFAI necessarily; if she found you compelling enough, you could be a high-school dropout and still take her classes. Over the years, several of her students would go on to successful writing and art careers: Lynn Breedlove, Anna Joy Springer, Alicia McCarthy, Geoffrey Farmer, Xylor Jane, Erin Courtney.

The class was, for all intents and purposes, a writing workshop, but with an unmistakable Ackerian flavor. “Only one thing’s forbidden here,” she would announce at the start of the term. “You’re not allowed to bore me. Never bore me. Just be honest. Dishonesty is boring. Honesty is always interesting.” The first writing exercise she’d give students was to write a sex scene involving them and a family member. Then she’d have them pass their assignment to the person sitting next to them, who would then read it out loud. “Write from your father’s point of view,” went another assignment, “but in the voice of a schizophrenic.” She would tell her students to try, as she did, to write while masturbating. “I was like, ‘Wha...?’,” remembered Lynn Breedlove. “I can barely do one at a time.” This was something that Acker famously did, for a brief while keeping what she called the Masturbation Journals. “I start,” she writes in one example. “Do I want porn? If I’ve got porn can I write this journal? (Do this do that: get all those thots [sic] out of mind, back to dreams where all the animals live) ... I will float forever ...”

...

At the beginning of class, she also told her students that she wasn’t there to solve their problems; she was going to be neither mother nor shrink. That disclaimer, students soon found, was a bit of misdirection—she could, in fact, be extremely nurturing. When one student, for example, arrived to class on her motorcycle, her bare hands freezing, Acker promptly gave the woman an old pair of hers. She could be especially supportive when it came to students’ writing. She told many of them to never give up on their writing. “She almost violently grabbed me by my braids,” said Anna Joy Springer, “and said, ‘You’re so good, Anna Joy, don’t you dare stop writing. I think you’re the reincarnation of Jean Genet.’ I had no idea who that even was.”

...

Springer was dating Lynn Breedlove, the founding member of Tribe8, a queercore band that often spoofed the antics of straight hair bands like Bon Jovi. Breedlove wasn’t technically a student at SFAI, but Springer brought him to the Edinburgh Castle and he was immediately intrigued. “There was this little, short, butch-femme, leather-clad, Harley-riding New Yorker babe,” Breedlove remembered, “talking about this French porno philosophy shit. And I was like, ‘Whoa.’ She had my attention.” Breedlove had a degree in English from Cal State and liked to condense literary and philosophical ideas into three-chord rock songs, bestowing this knowledge, he said, on kids who couldn’t afford college. Acker, he felt, was engaged in a similar project, making ideas and information accessible in her own way too. In Acker’s class, he wrote about years lost to drugs and alcohol and about his past life as a bike messenger. That writing would eventually become Godspeed, Breedlove’s first novel. “She made herself so accessible to all of us,” he said. “And validated us. She said, ‘Okay, you guys are young, you’re queer, you’re fucking way out on the edges of society, and the world needs to hear about your lives’.” Acker hired Tribe8 to make music for her spoken-word album Redoing Childhood, taking producer Hal Willner to a concert the night before the recording session, where the band proceeded to cut up several large green and blue dildos on stage. Acker called Tribe8 the “hottest band in San Francisco” and Breedlove “one of the dreams I had had when I was a girl.”

...

“She was learning a lot,” Springer said. “How to have sexual intimacy with women, about diverse gender roles, about power plays that didn’t have exact representational parallels in real life. I think she was learning about queerness, feminist queerness.” That said, and as much as Acker loved the idea of queerness, as much as she thought of herself as queer, sex with women was still only rarely appealing to her.

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Springer saw this too, though in somewhat different terms. Acker was in her forties, had never had kids, and was watching a generation of young queer women come of age, third-wave feminists who could have been her children, who she had, in a way, given permission to be. “She never thought that what was happening in feminist, dyke, punk, S and M, anti-moralistic culture could happen with women,” Springer said. “She was, like, ‘Oh my god, you kids are doing amazing things. The future might be possible’.”

[snailobituaries]

Phoebe Bridget this Boy Genius that… why don’t you go look up what Lynn Breedlove and Tribe 8 were doing on stage in 1997 and then we can talk 👍